Post by Varuun Carro on Jul 29, 2009 22:31:50 GMT 1
Shortly after his conversation with Drashk, Varuun once again finds himself face to face with their prisoner. Or, he would have been face to face with him, had the poor thing been conscious. As it is now, Varuun is just staring at the motionless - pathetic - body, wondering whether he should just satisfy his hunger and end the beings life. It wouldn't be too hard to convince Drashk the thing had been dead when he got down here....
But of course satisfying his own hunger would not satisfy Drashk's hunger for answers - and without answers, Drashk would continue to be grumpy. And a grumpy Shistavanen is...well, unpleasant. Varuun sighs. Deeply.
He reaches out with the Force, and shakes the being multiple times. Until finally he opens his eyes, staring at Varuun, disoriented.
"Well, well well....here we are again my friend..." Varuun shakes him with the Force again.
"Unfortunately, I don't think your weak head can endure any more souping. Which might have been fortunate for you, had I not wanted so much to hear your screams..."
Varuun uses the Force, making the chains move. Move a lot. Stretching the poor prisoners body till the point where it feels like he'll break in two - or three or four. And he screams. Loudly. He's so weak.
The being in front of Varuun lifts its head, staring at him without really seeing him. The look in his eyes is begging Varuun to kill him. To have mercy.
But Varuun is not a mercifull being. Never was, never will be.
The prisoner screams for hours, as Varuun uses the Force to blast teeth and crack ribs. And then, occasionally using the Force to rub the two pieces of bone against each other. He uses his lightsaber. Holding it just close enough to the prisoner's body that he's burned - but never close enough to do any real damage. Just cause lot of pain.
Sometimes, Varuun lets his tentacles dance really close to the prisoner's face, enjoying the look of horror it brings forth.
Finally, after having had his fun with him both physically and mentally, Varuun violently intrudes the prisoners mind, prodding around without caring what he might stumble on accidently. Without caring for the whimper coming from the prisoner.
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On his way to the Throne Room, Varuun suddenly grabs a passing slave girl, carrying a tray of drinks.
"Well, hello there..." He slams her up against a wall.
"I hope Drashk wont miss you...." His tentacles emerge from their sockets, quickly finding their way to the victim.
"Ah..." Varuun lets go of the dead body, looking at her briefly.
"A Shame...you were pretty..." He steps over her, and then heads to the Throne Room. This time, he doesn't even knock.
"Draaashk!"
But of course satisfying his own hunger would not satisfy Drashk's hunger for answers - and without answers, Drashk would continue to be grumpy. And a grumpy Shistavanen is...well, unpleasant. Varuun sighs. Deeply.
He reaches out with the Force, and shakes the being multiple times. Until finally he opens his eyes, staring at Varuun, disoriented.
"Well, well well....here we are again my friend..." Varuun shakes him with the Force again.
"Unfortunately, I don't think your weak head can endure any more souping. Which might have been fortunate for you, had I not wanted so much to hear your screams..."
Varuun uses the Force, making the chains move. Move a lot. Stretching the poor prisoners body till the point where it feels like he'll break in two - or three or four. And he screams. Loudly. He's so weak.
The being in front of Varuun lifts its head, staring at him without really seeing him. The look in his eyes is begging Varuun to kill him. To have mercy.
But Varuun is not a mercifull being. Never was, never will be.
The prisoner screams for hours, as Varuun uses the Force to blast teeth and crack ribs. And then, occasionally using the Force to rub the two pieces of bone against each other. He uses his lightsaber. Holding it just close enough to the prisoner's body that he's burned - but never close enough to do any real damage. Just cause lot of pain.
Sometimes, Varuun lets his tentacles dance really close to the prisoner's face, enjoying the look of horror it brings forth.
Finally, after having had his fun with him both physically and mentally, Varuun violently intrudes the prisoners mind, prodding around without caring what he might stumble on accidently. Without caring for the whimper coming from the prisoner.
---
On his way to the Throne Room, Varuun suddenly grabs a passing slave girl, carrying a tray of drinks.
"Well, hello there..." He slams her up against a wall.
"I hope Drashk wont miss you...." His tentacles emerge from their sockets, quickly finding their way to the victim.
"Ah..." Varuun lets go of the dead body, looking at her briefly.
"A Shame...you were pretty..." He steps over her, and then heads to the Throne Room. This time, he doesn't even knock.
"Draaashk!"